Chapter 1380

Getting Qin Lang's reply, the old chief took out a white medal from his pocket and put it on Qin Lang's neck.

Then he said in a deep voice, "when you win this battle, the medal will turn golden and the appointment of the commander in chief will be completed."

With that, the old chief patted Qin Lang heavily on the shoulder, and they went to the area where the special combat team gathered.

At this time, Eliza, Juliet and Yao are standing in front of the 100 special combat team members.

Like the soldiers, the three girls are also dressed in dark gray military uniform, and women's temperament will not be affected by men.

Seeing that the three of them arrived on time, Qin Lang nodded with satisfaction, and then asked the guards around the old chief to send the battle plan to everyone.

Because the operation is highly confidential, all electronic equipment has been eliminated by Qin Lang, and the safest choice is paper materials. No one knows the real plan except him and the old chief, even Yan Shuya.

The soldiers opened the battle plan. When they saw the contents, their faces were shocked. Only Eliza and the three of them were very calm.

For Qin Lang's practice, the three girls guessed it as early as last night.

It should not be too late. After finishing the equipment, the special combat Corps followed Qin Lang on the journey to the Kunlun fortress.

Wu candidly said that a hundred miles away, there is an abandoned city. After several wars between the army and Kunlun people, many buildings have been completely destroyed, but an art museum in the center of the city is still intact.

Not only that, the periphery of the art museum in the center of the city has also been renovated to give the whole building a strong Kunlun style. As for the furnishings inside, they have also been built like a palace.

In the conference hall of the art museum, a man in gorgeous clothes is sitting in front of him. On his left and right sides are an old man in hemp robes and a strong man. His explosive muscles can stretch his clothes open at any time.

If Qin Lang were here, the strong man's identity would not be so strange. He was Zhao Tianhu, the leader of the tiger clan. Although the identity of the old man in Ma Pao was not clear, his ability to sit in the same row with Zhao Tianhu could not be underestimated.

Of course, the man with the most brilliant strength and identity is the man in the middle. He is Zhao Yuanji, the second prince of the Zhao Dynasty, known as the king of Zhao.

On their opposite side, more than a dozen people sat down and showed respect for the three people in front of them.

When the clock rang at noon, the man in Huafu took the lead in saying: "colleagues in the war zone, the expedition in recent months has been so smooth, it is inseparable from the efforts of the big guys. Today, on behalf of the Zhao Dynasty, I thank you all."

"I'm calling you here today to discuss how to break their last position in one fell swoop. Who would like to be the vanguard?"

Although Zhao Yuanji was very gentle when he spoke, people present were extremely afraid of him, especially when he said that who would like to be a pioneer.

The Zhao Dynasty was a famous force in the northwest of Kunlun. Once upon a time, their old monarch had a fight with the old man of Tianshan and ended in a draw.

That war laid the foundation for the hegemony of the northwest, and his children and grandchildren were also proud of the others.

In addition, Zhao Tianhu, the great national master of the Zhao Dynasty, helped him. He was a real four section master. Although he was defeated by the Tianshan old man, his strength was still beyond doubt.

The second young master and the great national master came at the same time, and the leaders who sat down did not dare to express their opinions.

As for who was the pioneer, more than a dozen leaders pointed the spearhead at those people with low clan strength.

For a moment, there was a lot of noise. For this kind of dead life, the sect leaders were not willing to do it.

Unfortunately, who has the final say in this world?

No matter how loud these leaders are, they can't make up for Zhao Yuanji's words.

"Qingfeng, Bailong and vanguard officials are the great task of the expedition. They must be taken up by people with strong sense of responsibility. No one here is more suitable than you. It's settled like this."

As soon as this was said, the two clan leaders who were named could not speak any more, and they were the two weakest in the whole force.

When they were selected as vanguard officials, their lives were destined to be here. Although they knew it was a dead end, they still could not escape for their descendants.

In that way, the Zhao dynasty would directly overthrow all the forces they had left in Kunlun.

"Qingfeng, Bailong"They agreed helplessly.

But before their voice fell, a young man in a black robe ran in quickly and began to speak before he could catch his breath.

"Your Highness, the three bases we guarded were all broken by the Yan people, and the black and white elder and his elite all fell."

Anxious voices were heard throughout the museum.

In a flash, a dozen leaders sitting below stood up at the same time.

"What, black and white two old dead, this how possible, they two but can pass calmly from the troops of people, how can Yan people have such ability."

King Zhao saw that people were worried, so he waved his hand to the big guy, and then asked with a calm look: "the strength of the black and white two old men is not bad, the Yan people can kill them, they must have paid a great price, tell me, how about their military deployment."

After hearing that the young man in black robes was silent for a while, he just said, "the total number of the other side is only 105, led by the general leader and a young general of the other side, while the actual number of them is only two, and all the others are eating snacks to watch the opera."

In a flash, the gentle king of Zhao also became irritable, and Zhao Tianhu, who was behind him, was even more furious.

"Son of a bitch, you still eat snacks when you fight with us. Do you despise the Zhao dynasty?"

"I think they are tired of living. I'll teach them a lesson."

Said, Zhao Tianhu is ready to take people to attack.

But unexpectedly, before we start, a deafening voice will spread throughout the art museum.

The next moment, Qin Lang's voice is like a long sword hanging high, directly bringing a sense of oppression to all people in the art museum.

"Don't worry, everyone. After I have captured your seven fortresses in a row, I will come to visit you."

After hearing these words, the young man in black robe submissively looked at the king of Zhao who was already very angry.

Seeing that the boy seemed to have something to say, the king of Zhao said angrily, "if you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have a fart, put it quickly. I don't have time to tease you."